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Chapter 43
There is a small forest on one side of the surrounding mountain of Bufan Palace, which is lush and staggered with the green trees in the mountain. A stone door is hidden under the shadow of dense leaves, and inside the door is an ice cellar.
This morning, the disciples opened the cellar to collect ice and sent it to the various gardens in the palace.
In the huge Shenbi Hall, the incense burning copper stove was filled with ice, and there was repeated cold air. Duan Shenbi and Duan Huaike played chess in the main hall, while Diao Yuliang guarded Rong Luoyun in the side hall.
Raw ice is what cools down, and clean ice is in the porcelain basin on the table. After cleaning his hands, Rong Luoyun shattered the ice cubes in the basin with one palm, and then poured some brown sugar water and preserved fruit on the crushed ice, and it was ready to eat.
Diao Yuliang couldn't wait to take out a bowl and eat the ice, like a hungry dog ββwith a bone.
Rong Luoyun asked, "I haven't seen the third child all day, where has he gone?"
Diao Yuliang replied, "The third brother is going to collect the debt." He muttered with Bing in his mouth, "You have already met Huo Linfeng, so he went to Huo Linfeng to ask for money, a thousand taels."
No matter who is coming, the door of the side hall creaked open, revealing a blue robe corner. Lu Zhun flashed in, wearing a blue suit and a sapphire crown, looking very refreshing in the hot summer, but refreshing but hard to hide his anger.
He was flat inside and his purse was shriveled, and he didn't look like he was carrying a thousand taels at all.
Diao Yuliang asked, "Third brother, can't you put the money under the straddle?"
Rong Luoyun replied, "That's going to be a mess."
The two laughed together while chewing nonsense, angry little God of Wealth. "Shao Hu, you're annoying!" Lu Zhunxing sat down at the table, clucked, picked up the porcelain bowl and ate ice angrily.
In vain, he was pestering Rong Luoyun's beautiful words, and he finally hoped that the two would meet, but he didn't know that the surnamed Huo turned his face and refused to admit it. The stinky soldier, the big dog officer, the bastard in Saibei, and the surnamed Huo are not good people!
This insult was so piercing, Diao Yuliang said, "You lied to him, just say the second brother didn't make peace with him."
Lu Zhun spat: "Of course I know! But that guy said it doesn't matter, he doesn't care at all!"
Just now, she was still smiling happily, and Rong Luoyun heard the words. It doesn't matter whether we are reconciled or not, Huo Linfeng really said that? Maybe it's just to say no to Lu Zhun?
The porcelain spoon bumped against the rim of the bowl, and he ate the ice without a wave, his lips were cold and sweet. Suddenly remembering the day of riding and shooting, Huo Linfeng bowed his head and kissed him when the scorching sun came off his horse, sweet and sweet... but it was extremely hot.
"Second brother!" Lu Zhun shouted several times, "Don't pay attention to that stinky soldier!"
Rong Luoyun said "um" perfunctorily, but his mind was filled with the sound and smile of that stinky soldier.
After eating the ice, he went into the inner hall, closed the door and locked the window, and practiced Ling Yunzhang's inner strength and heart formula alone. At this time, it is noon, and concentrate on cleaning until dusk, and forgetting to eat until late at night.
Each garden lights up the lights, and each garden blows the lights again, and the extraordinary palace is completely black. It was pitch black in the hall, Rong Luoyun practiced to be more exposed in a blink of an eye, and the whole body filled the room with aura.
When it was dawn, the disciples came to Miao Cangtai to practice.
It was getting dark again, and it was clean outside.
Rong Luoyun practiced qigong night after night, and finally ended on the third night. Leaving Shenbi Hall, he returned to Bieyuan Garden in the dark, grabbing a lamp from one of the disciples on duty halfway.
Xu Shi has not been here for two days, and Wumingju has no disciples to send ice. He was so sleepy that he couldn't take care of that. After bathing, he put on his pajamas and trousers, and fell asleep on the bed.
At this time, the General's Mansion was brightly lit, and Huo Linfeng had read Shen Zhou's reply and wrote another one. In the letter, only greetings can be made, and some words are safe to say face-to-face. He invited the other party to Xiganling to talk.
After writing and dispatching, couldn't help but dipped in ink again and drew a stroke on Bai Xuan. Maps, defense maps, and array maps are readily available to him, but he rarely draws seriously.
The blue silk is like a waterfall, and the black is ruthlessly drawn; the eyes are like peach blossoms, and the pupils are divided into five petals; the thin lips and the nose, outline the horizontal and vertical lines; arms, with two opposite arcs enclosing a slender waist.
"Young master, go to bed early." Du Zheng made the bed and walked over, taking a look at the table. The Jade Emperor, he exclaimed in shock: "What kind of evildoer is this? Why is it so ugly!"
Huo Linfeng raised his foot and kicked: "Fart! If he is ugly, he will be ugly!"
Du Zheng thought about it, could it be that the painting is Rong Luoyun? The Queen Mother, does this young master like or hate others, and he can actually draw immortals into ghosts and clouds into mud.
Huo Linfeng put the pen on the bed, and it has been "hard-to-get" for three days. Lu Zhun came to ask for money that day. He pretended to be indifferent.
When the curtain fell, Du Zheng said through the gauze, "Young master insist, don't give up all your previous achievements."
Huo Linfeng snorted and fell asleep under the thin blanket.
In the early morning of the next day, the sun slanted into the bedroom, awakening the sound sleeper in the bed. Rong Luoyun was lying on the pillow, sweating finely, and dazedly ripped open the front of his shirt, wishing to kick off his trousers too.
He was so hot that he rushed to the eaves and called for a disciple. "Why don't you send ice? If you want to heat me to death, can't you?" The heat was so hot that his face and neck were flushed, and there was a scorching light.
The disciple explained: "Palace Master calm down, Wumingju doesn't have a container for ice, so it's made into small pieces and placed in a copper basin, but it melts very quickly."
There is a large copper stove in the Shenbi Hall, and a large vat in the rest of the courtyards... Rong Luoyun regrets that he should have split the vase so badly! After thinking about it, the Japanese military camp said goodbye for a while, Huo Linfeng said to buy a new one and send it?
His anger suddenly faded away, he waved his disciples away, turned around and went back to the house.
On this day, Rong Luoyun was eating fruit and chewing ice in the room, sweating profusely, waiting for a jar.
Until the dusk of the coke, he estimated that it would not be delivered today. Unexpectedly, the day after tomorrow, the flower jar has not been seen for three or five days, not only the objects have not come, but the people have never appeared.
Rarely looking forward to a cloudy day, Rong Luoyun sat under the eaves and read.
While reading, thought, that time Huo Linfeng asked him to have a meal, and he was going to take a rest in a blink of an eye. Why was there no movement? Could it be that the injury is not good again?
As soon as he raised his eyes and watched Diao Yuliang pass by, he called out to him. "Fourth, went to the military camp?" he asked, "Is Huo Linfeng unwell?"
Diao Yuliang said, "No, it's alive and kicking." Rong Luoyun listened patiently, then hesitantly said, "Has Huo Linfeng... ask me anything?"
Diao Yuliang still said, "No."
Rong Luoyun laughed dryly, and when the other party left, he stared at the page in a daze. Is it true that Huo Linfeng's attitude doesn't matter as the third child said?
It shouldn't be. waited for four days and three nights before, and slept and read his name.
On the day of the military camp, didn't you still bite his mouth? Sucking his tongue?
It is difficult to find a satisfactory person in the camp, who can look like martial arts, and knows more about marching and fighting. Or maybe the little official filled the general's mansion with Jiao'e, and all of them were considerate. After the comparison, Huo Linfeng is empathetic, don't you care about him?
Rong Luoyun is so unrestrained, Luoyun even wants to change to fall.
At night, he walked behind the palace gate with hope, climbed the high wall, and looked around the palace with bricks and stones. Does Huo Linfeng want to see him? Will you be waiting for him?
But saw green grass, tall trees, and not even a figure in all directions.
The disciple on duty asked, "Palace Master, is the situation different?"
He slapped the masonry with a palm: "Of course there is something different, even the blind can see it." It was really unusual, extremely unusual, what did Huo Linfeng mean? !
Waiting for Rong Luoyun to get angry and walk away, the disciple on duty widened his eyes and raised his spirits.
After a few more days like this, Rong Luoyun couldn't bear it any longer, and rode out the door on a donkey. The east and west were seven or eight miles apart, and the man did not come to the west to see him, so he took the initiative to look for it in the east.
Even if face is lost, who cares, what's the use of losing face?
"Baolang, go faster!" Someone's good horse was called Chengfeng, and he let his donkey be called Polang. This lazy donkey seemed to be pulling a mill, twisting the donkey's hips without hesitation, and walked for half an hour in a daze.
When we arrived at Yingkou, we could vaguely hear the chanting of the school grounds.
Rong Luoyun led the donkey to approach, only to see a piece of paper with four characters on the door - idlers are not allowed to enter. He stared, who is the idler? Who is this posted for?
While hesitating, Xiaobing appeared: "I know you, you are from the extraordinary palace."
Rong Luoyun straight to the point: "I'm looking for your general."
Xiao Bing said: "The general is not available, so all orders will not be seen."
Rong Luoyun frowned: "You go to inform Rong Luoyun to find him, or I will kill you."
Xiaobing stunned, and hurriedly went to the tent to report. After a while, he returned and said, "The general is just unavailable, see you."
Rong Luoyun seemed to be in disbelief, staring at the camp for a moment. He wiped his sweat, asked the soldier to send another word, and then rode away on a donkey.
In the general's tent, Huo Linfeng suppressed his impulse, otherwise he would have rushed to Yingkou. While dealing with military affairs, he thought to himself that it was really useful to play hard to catch, and Rong Luoyun actually took the initiative to come to him.
At this time, the soldier entered the tent: "General Qi, Rong Luoyun is gone."
Huo Linfeng got up immediately, strode to Yingkou, and quenched his thirst while looking at the back. "Did he say anything?" he asked. Xiao Bing replied, "Rong Luoyun asks you to rest and be careful about heatstroke."
Huo Linfeng suddenly realized that this strategy worked because the other party cared about it, and it had nothing to do with anything else.
For more than half a month, the two never saw each other. Rong Luoyun has changed from doubt, worry, and anxiety to loss, confusion, and fuck.
On this day, he tied his head in a small bun, dressed in bunts, and went up the mountain very neatly to practice the exercises.
Lengsang Mountain is continuous and towering, like a moat that protects the city, the higher it is, the colder it gets. Rong Luoyun gradually climbed to the top of the mountain, the jungle was very quiet against the sun, and only occasionally heard the low voice of beasts.
Looking for a good place, he began to practice Lingyun Palm.
Surrounded by thick and old trees, a palm strikes out, causing the birds to fly away in shock, and with another palm, a few tangled grass snakes fall. About an hour later, his eyes flashed, and he jumped up among the trees.
In the bushes, a silver-grey wolf was slowly approaching.
Aiming at the timing, Rong Luoyun flew down, breaking the gray wolf's spine with one palm. He continued to practice, and broke through to the third floor for a whole day, and the mountain gradually became dark.
Before it was dark, he picked some wild fruits to find a cave for the night, stopping to drink water when passing through a stream. After drinking, stood up, the birds on the top of head fluttered their wings, and there were light footsteps behind them.
Turning slowly, he gasped.
A dozen pairs of blue eyes in the bushes, and the wolf shadow swayed like a ghost. Rong Luoyun's face was sinking like water, he drew a dagger from behind his waist, and seven or eight gray wolves suddenly rushed towards him in the blink of an eye. He swung his knife out of his body, splattered a piece of wolf blood through his fur, attacked from all sides, and fought with a dozen beasts in the dark.
The dagger was dyed red, and the sound of piercing the flesh filled my ears. Faced with a wolf with green face and fangs, he climbed over, clasping the wolf's head with one palm and pinching his skull.
The neigh cut through the sky, causing the jackals to bark, the crouching tiger howling, and the voices of the beasts spread far down the mountain.
Suddenly, the water splashed all over, and Rong Luoyun was forced into the stream. When he touched the water, he panicked, and his abdomen was scratched in an instant. Under the pain, he filled his chest with anger, and even took out a few palms to kill the wolf.
He bleeds, and the smell of human blood will attract other beasts.
Rong Luoyun wiped some wolf blood to cover it, and hurriedly found a hidden cave to hide. It was pitch black, and he fell into the weeds clutching his wound, his lower abdomen twitching slightly in pain.
The mountains were more exposed, his clothes were cold and wet, and he shivered.
As the night passed, Rong Luoyun curled up into a ball and heard the grass rustling in a daze.
He squinted at the entrance of the hole, clenched the dagger tightly in one hand, but did not expect to flash into a figure. The other party carried a sword and an arrow, and was a hunter in the mountains. "This eldest brother..." he exclaimed weakly.
The hunter approached him and asked in surprise, "There are so many dead wolves by the stream, could it be that you killed them?"
Rong Luoyun nodded: "I belong to the extraordinary palace."
Orion couldn't help looking at it carefully: "Are you injured? Do you need to inform the people in the extraordinary palace for you?"
Rong Luoyun is still curled up, this posture is very embarrassing, like the time he fell into the water, and the time in Hanzhou. He thought of Huo Linfeng uncontrollably, is Huo Linfeng still busy? Will you come to find him if you know something happened to him?
He replied, "...help me inform General Huo that those wolf corpses belong to you."
Orion nodded in agreement, and hurriedly left a mark and went down the mountain. Rong Luoyun was apprehensive, not sure whether that person would come, so he could only stare at the entrance of the cave.
For half an hour, an hour, he waited in the cave.
I don't know how long ago, there was a vague chaotic sound, is Huo Linfeng coming? He stared with his neck bowed, discerning the sound of approaching footsteps in the confusion.
After approaching the entrance of the cave, two officials came in.
Rong Luoyun raised his heart: "Where is your general?"
The official replied, "The general is outside."
Why don't you come in outside? Rong Luoyun didn't believe it, the unspeakable anguish twisted his heart, and he threw the dagger fiercely. The officer ran out in fright, and ran a few steps to the front of a bush.
Huo Linfeng leaned over the bushes, and when he heard that Rong Luoyun had an accident, he was frightened, so he hurriedly brought someone there. Following the sign, happened to bump into a few jackals approaching the cave, which had just been killed.
He clapped his hands and got up, carrying a small bag to the entrance of the cave, and saw the people inside at a glance. With his head down, his legs curled up, his face is so disheartened that he feels aggrieved. He said: "In such a situation, you are still picky, delaying, and you are not afraid to call the wild bear to shoot, and the wild wolf to take the title."
Rong Luoyun looked at him suddenly, his eyes seemed surprised and happy, but he couldn't hide the deep resentment. With a cold little face, the tip of his gray nose cocked arrogantly. Huo Linfeng made that one frown and softened his heart, paced over, and shook off the burden in his hands.
Open the water bladder to feed water, twist the handkerchief to wipe his face, and then unfold the cloak to wrap Rong Luoyun. Leaning close, his nose was full of the smell of human blood mixed with wolf blood. He was like an old man hurting a baby: "Let go, let me see the injury."
Rong Luoyun said aggrievedly: "What's the point of hurt, look at me." He regretted saying it, and he didn't like to see him anymore. Would he still like to see him? He let go of his hand: "These days..."
Huo Linfeng looked at it and asked cruelly, "Do you miss me these days?"
Rong Luoyun nodded, and Huo Linfeng asked again, "Do you want Du Zhong or Huo Zhong?"
Rong Luoyun was stunned: "Yes, I just miss you."
Huo Linfeng was utterly broken: "Then you should be nice and call me 'General Huo' without being yin and yang."
Rong Luoyun said indifferently, "General Huo."
As soon as he finished speaking, his body lightened, Huo Linfeng hugged his shoulders and hooked his legs, and hugged him firmly. He hugged each other's neck tightly, like a vine wrapped around a branch, foolishly.
Huo Linfeng smiled, carrying him down the mountain with a pair of iron arms, soaking through the layers of clothes. At the foot of the mountain, the carriage swayed, and finally stopped at the grand gate, and finally returned home.
Rong Luoyun was confused in his arms: "Have you arrived at Bufan Palace?"
Huo Linfeng responded and abducted the person into the general's mansion.